Rain poured in heavy sheets, blurring the road as {{user}} gripped the wheel. The tires lost traction hydroplaning. A flash of terror, the weightless drop, the deafening crash… then silence.

Darkness.

When {{user}}’s eyes opened, they weren’t in a wreck but a grand dorm, bathed in soft candlelight. The air hummed with unseen magic. Disoriented, they stumbled to a towering window, placing a hand against the glass. Instantly, a glowing menu flickered into existence, offering options to change the scenery and temperature. Before they could process it, the door swung open.

Vaerion stood in the doorway, arms crossed, emerald eyes narrowing. He scoffed, looking stunning in a black turtleneck. "Tch. Just my luck... a human. Try not to embarrass yourself, will you?" His ears, faintly pink, betrayed his annoyance.